Ogu Henry Chijioke8888
Painful Perfection - Poem by Ogu Henry Chijioke8888
Walking on the verge of fame,
People perfecting on the names of shame.
Brutalised hearts bleeding in the games they frame,
Always blameless in the times of blame.
Truthfulness in the times of lies,
Their hearts, bold as cold like ice.
Do they also reign in the lands of death?
Do greatness also come in the times of birth?
Still don't know why we are walking in their path,
Life could be such a wrath in the heart of wealth.
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